Two braais in a row might be overdoing it, so for Easter Sunday we decide on the Dutch pancake thing. The event starts with Maud teaching Bashi how to make this Dutch delicacy. He’s a quick student; his first pancake already looks excellent. Here’s a good (grand)son for you: he’s learning because he wants to treat his mom and grandma by baking them pancakes on the lands. Meanwhile Maud tries to be a decent wife by making the good old bacon variation.
Bashi says we should start a pancake restaurant, it’ll be a sure hit. It would be good to have a Dutch mess again, now that Morwa has to survive without Hille’s patat friet (French fries). But we’re very busy with the diversification of our business plan as it is, so we won’t branch out that far (yet).
Being heavily influenced by the Americans, we can’t do pancakes without ice cream anymore. Jeff’s banishments to the bush prove to be excellent for ice cream diversification. While suffering in a remote mining camp, he dreams up beautiful recipes for our homemade icy produce. We’re still hunting for ingredients to visualize his Black Forest dream, but the white chocolate & coconut, and the peach & cream turn out quite palatable.
The puppies by the way behave excellent during their first party, we’re ever so proud.
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